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We it
We it

The devil, the haters, the bloggers, the papers, the labels, labeled me
But they can't relate to our struggle, my nigga, we up from slavery
Apologies go out to all of my fans cause waited so patiently
one is for all of the lost and forgotten black angels that prayed for me
A milli, a milli, niggas love me I'm ill
The greatest story ever told, niggas in the
Solomon to Sambo to Django, it's fact
I'm the Farrakhan of rap and I get it the wheel
The son of WD, who around in the D
Who ran in the three
The trap raised me
Face all on the
Story all in the wall of the
Niggas know the God saved me
You can blow the nose off, that change it
won't heal all that anguish
We a long way from the bottom of the boat
All praise to the Mahdi, we found our
Gold necklace, middle erected
God of Shabazz stylin' on the record
Lost sons of Muhammad, in the wreckage
Asha du illah is the message
All niggas, I got to fight one
All these devils, I got to strike
All these just waitin' on the war cry
said: "son, you got to strike drum"
Roc Nation,
Motivation,
we made it from slaves on a slaveship
Live from the fields, straight to the spaceship

Hop off the ship
Poppin' my chain, and it to Jacob, I got it gold plated
Walked in that bitch like "Nigga we it!"
I own my own masters, you know I ain't missin' no royalty
I can't be rated, Hov stunt on them haters
Sorry Mrs. Drizzy for so art talk
Silly me rappin' 'bout shit that I bought
While these rappers rap about guns they ain't
And a bunch of other shit that they ain't got
I'm on my Lupita
Stuntin' on stage, got the 12 A Slave
This Ace of look like an Oscar
Black tux, look like a
Don't make me rra yah, nigga your tone
I come to court with boxers on
Y'all jealous of my melatonin
I black out at any given moment
I'm God, G is the letter made
So when my arms and shackled I still get paid
All due
I'm to chase the Yakub back into caves
These are the last days, but do I seem
Showed up to the supper in some brand new J's
I'm the true and livin', of Hov
New religion, 8th wonder of the world, alien,
You're blind,
Blind to the of who you are maybe
My bloodline's
Kings and queens and Michael rings
I go stupido,
The is filthy, y'all can't kill me
I've inoculated from the snakes and the fakes
The handshakes, cock sucker we made it